I feel like an

idiot for even attempting to have lunch. I had an egg tart, which tasted great exept for the warmth which was pretty much non existent. And then somehow something (Jeannette and her food) caused me to want to buy a whole tub (yes, tub) of rice pastry roll. Which I convinced myself I could finish but obviously ended up ended up on somebody else’s desk.

 Food really isn’t much of my thing.

Cookery, however.